They had come this far.
How could he not go in and take a look?
The moment this thought arose in Ji Yuan's mind, he rode the surge of blood and qi forward, charging across the boundary at one hundred and fifty miles into Thunderclap Marsh in an instant.
"Phew—
—"
Ji Yuan's body rolled across the tranquil sea. In the end, he could not even straighten himself up, instead lying down nearby on the surface of the sea, motionless as he savored this rare peace.
He had never imagined that the Core Area of this thunderstorm would be so calm and peaceful.
With the external pressure gone, the blood and qi circulating within him began continuously repairing his injured body.
At this moment, he felt as though tens of thousands of ants were crawling over him, biting and gnawing at his flesh.
He had experienced this feeling countless times already. Though it was difficult to endure, there was nothing he could do about it.
His body had to recover eventually.
Thus, he felt the changes and recovery in his body while looking up at the ball of light formed by encasing lightning overhead.
All the lightning within a radius of ten miles had gathered upon that ball of light.
It floated quietly in the air, roughly ten miles above the sea.
Yet the lightning energy contained within it—merely glancing at it filled Ji Yuan with deep fear.
He had no doubt that if all that lightning poured down upon him—
He probably would not last even an instant before being reduced to flying ash.
"If I could collect this lightning and release it at a critical moment, it would probably be a method capable of killing a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator."
Sensing the terrifying pressure emanating from the